“Out…” I asked. He started to back it out but something I can only describe as a wave of nastiness took me by surprise and I heard myself sayin..., “What are you doing, I said stick that big cock in me!” I braced myself and spread my legs further. He pushed harder and I felt him regain lost ground and then stretch me deeper. “Fuck!” I said, and whimpered a bit. He started to pull it out. For some reason I glanced at the screen and saw the woman with the strapon slamming balls deep over and. "Carrie darling, I so wish you were wearing panties as I'd love to take the off." Carrie laughed. "I'd let you too!" The large room was full of large sofas and s**tter cushions. There was a bar area at one end with more bottles of Champagne. Some couple were already enjoying each other. Shirley was on his knees sucking the b**st's cock. Frankie led Julia to a sofa, pulled her close and started to kiss her. He worked hius hand under her dress and felt a very wet cunt. She pushed her hand between. The razor appeared again and skillfully removed the few remaining wayward hairs surrounding my asshole. The sharp blade tugged at my delicate folds but drew no blood. It seemed like I held my breath throughout, exhaling in relief only when the blade was folded and put away. They released my ankles, and my legs snapped down on the bed like they were spring-loaded. The three colleagues re-positioned themselves to encircle my face, one at each side of my head, and one kneeling above my chest, his. Sure enough a couple of guys in the 40's get out of one car and come over hoods up over they heads. Both of them have hands down the pants and wanking. I ask L if she want to give them a show. And she says yes. Result I get her to sit on my face so I can lick her pussy juices. I locking and slipping my fingers in her pussy as well. I reach to the window controls and drop it down about half way. Next thing I know one guy is playing with L's tits and nipples. And she has said anything. One guy.